​A million things are swirling and swarming about me

Pulling me away from my core

I’m getting out of orbit

I’m floating away 

and the sensation of just letting go and giving up to the gravitational pull of the universe is oh so tempting 

The thought of no more struggle to stay centred and grounded is seducing, not gonna lie 

But then I’m reminded of all the love I’ve buried in my planet and – 

I can’t bring myself to give up on that

To give up on me

So I turn around and let self-love pull me back in, gently, like evening waves roll over the shore 

I realize that my struggle wasn’t because I was trying to stay grounded 

My struggle was such because of my self-hate that kept pushing me away from –

From

From what?
The centre of my universe .
Ah. 
Click. 

I’m home.